Where I Belong.

The Sun Is Glowing With Warmness

But I Feel Cold and Bitter Inside.

I Wear A Smile

But I Frown Penetrates Through Eventually.

I'm Surrounded By The "In" Crowd

But I've Never Felt so Alone.

I'm Suffocated with what They Call Love

But I've Never Felt So Empty.

 

 

Where I Belong Is With Them

The Dorks, Weirdos, and Nerds.

The One's Who Laugh at Their Flaws

And Not Dwell on Them.

The One's Who Stand Up For Themselves and Others

And Not Let Them Handle Themselves.

I Belong With The "Out" Crowd.

Because Being "In" Is So Out.

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